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Before it got away
It's my voice in this ink
And it wearing me thin
The truth only dawns me
In words escaping

Opened the sum of bravery
With a machanical souvenir
Betrayal is a broken heart
Whether it be a work of genius
Or a word that fits
The mind is a masterpiece

Weighed by methods understood
Are the context of importance
Blown by forces like the wind
I ponder these proclivities
Underneath the trees enlightened

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Underneath the trees
Date: Saturday, 1st September 2012 @ 02:44:06 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: unorthodox
I tried to write it down
Before it got away
It's my voice in this ink
And it wearing me thin
The truth only dawns me
In words escaping

Opened the sum of bravery
With a machanical souvenir
Betrayal is a broken heart
Whether it be a work of genius
Or a word that fits
The mind is a masterpiece

Weighed by methods understood
Are the context of importance
Blown by forces like the wind
I ponder these proclivities
Underneath the trees enlightened



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